You awoke to the bright lights of the sun, signifying a new day. You crawled out of bed and got dressed. Just a Cream Dress going down to your calves, and short sleeves. You quickly combed out your matted hair and made your way downstairs to feed Chip.
Your house was spacious. Granted only you lived there, you and chip. Your good friend Thomas built it for you as he was a Carpenter. Once you got to the kitchen, you grabbed some food off of the shelf and put it in Chips small bowl. It's been around a month since you got chip and he's settled in quite nicely.
After making sure he liked his food, you got started on your latest project. A Radio Station Advertisement. They recently hired a new Host and they wanted to make sure he was heard. It's been a week since you've gotten the project. No you haven't been slacking, merely planning things out with them. You went to the station all last week trying to get a feel of what they wanted.
Of course they left most up to you, they always do. You just needed another opinion.
"I'll ask Evelyn what she thinks I should do. I'm pretty sure she's listened to this show before." You told yourself. With that thought, you went over to chip and stroked his fur.
"I'll be back Chip alright? Don't break anything ok?" You chuckled.You made your way over to the door and slipped on matching cream shoes and headed out the door. You made your way down down the gravelly road which hunters use to get to the forest. Evelyn's Bakery isn't far.
~Time skip brought to you by muffins~
You walked in, a little bell went off. You walked up to the counter and Evelyn came out of the kitchen with her usual smile.
"Hey (Name)! I was wondering when you would come up, do you want anything?" Evelyn chirped.
"Uhm, maybe just a coffee? I'm not too hungry, but thank you!" You responded.
"alright then! I know how you like it, go take a seat I'll be right over" She claimed. You looked around, it was empty. So you took a spot by the window, perfect for sketching. You patiently waited for your coffee.Ring Ring the door opened and a few people came in. Oh dear.. You thought to yourself just what I needed here, people showing up and sitting close to me. Literally the table next to me! The whole seating area is empty couldn't you hav-
"Oh (Name)! I got your coffee!" Evelyn yelled practically bouncing to the counter. You sat there, a deer in the headlights look. You shyly got up out of your seat scared to make any noise and got your coffee, you paid Evelyn and scampered back to your seat. Know your Onions Evelyn!
Quick A/N there will be 20's slang. (As this is in the 20's-) Know your Onions is a way of saying, you know your information. In this case (Name) is not a people person, Evelyn knows this yet she makes her existence well known. Sorry if this bothered you, just wanted to make it clear.
You quietly sipped at it just wanting to get out of there. Maybe now isn't a good time to ask her. So you made your way out the door and decided to take a short walk around town. Maybe I could just check in with the station. Inevitably as you thought this the station came into view. Perfect!
You knocked on the door hoping to catch somebody's attention.
"Ah, Coming!" A voice said through the door. You heard faint talking and foot steps approaching the door. Click! "Sorry there! How are you? Come in come in." The man urged. A tad rushed eh?"Hello, erm, I'm (Name).. Again.." You stammered feeling embarrassed from being here so much. Applesauce! Why do I come back so much! There was a short pause.
"Why Welcome back (Name)! Say, have you met Alastor yet?" The man asked leading you into a room where another person was seated. A male with brown hair, a red vest and a black bowtie. Oh come on, another person? What is with my luck! You thought anxiously."Alastor, Meet (Name). They're the one who I've been talking to you about, the one who's doing the advertising!" The man spoke again , you didn't know this man's name but you turned your gaze over to the person supposedly named 'Alastor'
"Why Hello Dear! I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you!" Alastor beamed holding out a hand to shake. O-oh- you took his hand and gave it a light shake not wanting to hurt him. He gave a large smile looking you in the eyes. Is.. Is this supposed to charm me..? You aren't the type to fall in love very easily. A feisty one you are.
"The pleasure is mine!" You said giving him a small smile letting go of his hand.
"So why are you back so soon?" The man piped up again.
" I-ive been stuck on what you want for the advertisement. Would you like a person present or.. " you began grabbing your other arm.
"Oh! That's not too much of a bad idea! How about you have Alastor as the center!" He chirped. Have him be the WHAT you panicked. What, no, why? I'll just do a radio with music and the channel name- yeah I'll do tha-
"That sounds like a lovely idea! But I'm afraid I don't know how she'll get a good image of me?" Alastor questioned cocking his head to the side AhhH my savior! You turned your head towards him with a unintentional hopeful look. "I'm afraid my schedule is booked after this!" He continued, looking at you this time.
"Hm, well maybe they can sketch you real quick so they have a reference for later on!" The man suggested. Sir I'm sorry but I need more than a "Quick Sketch" you thought spiteful. Alastor seemed to pick up on this and turned him down once more. "Well, I don't have any other ideas (Name). I'll see you-" He was interrupted.
"I can see you out Darling!" Alastor said not minding that he interrupted the man.
"I can see my-" you started
"Nonsense! We don't want anybody harming you now do we?" Alastor interrupted once more, gently grabbing your hand he began to walk you to the door. I- what? Ok calm down (name) he's just being nice he.. He won't hurt you I'm sure. You reassured yourself.
As you reached the door you thanked him and waved good bye.
~Time skip brought to you by the radio man. No not the muffin man, the radio man.~
You made it home and unlocked the door stepping inside.
"Chip!" You called out. You heard the scamper of small paws down the stairs. Chip rounded the corner and bounded up to you rubbing against your legs putting. "Aww, I missed you too Chip! Here let me get you fresh food and water. You were gone a good few hours. It was around 5 pm. You woke up at around 12 and you did walk everywhere.You went over and did just that. Chip meowing as you did it. You stood up and walked over to your desk. Grabbing a piece of paper you began sketching out a few ideas. They consisted of a radio in the center, names of producers, and of course Alastor as the host bordering it in different ways, adding a microphone, or song lyrics at times. Changing the font at times.
Time passes and it's around 8 Pm. Shoot.. I hope the art shop isn't closed yet! You got up stretched, cracking your back. You looked over and saw Chip asleep on the couch. You get up and grab your light brown coat, and the same shoes as before. You walked outside the bitter cold hitting you.
You walked down the gravel, still refusing to take your car. Yes you have a car, you just are scared to use it much. As you approach the store you realized they were still open till 10 pm. It's 8:20 now. I have plenty of time! You entered the store and tried to find what you needed quickly. Poster, new paints, a few brushes, and a new board. You found what you needed and paid.
Leaving back home you approach the gravel area before your porch and you heard a Gunshot. Of course you live by a forest so hunters and gunshots were normal.. But this late? Who is up at these hours? You questioned as you went inside. Never the mind, just sleep on it.
You changed into a nightgown reaching your ankles, a nice creamy brown. You slid into your bed almost falling asleep right away.
Wew! Here's a longer chapter for you, I'll explain Applesauce real quick: basically a "Oh my god!" Or nonsense. Sorry for not making that clear earlier. I hope you all enjoyed! Have a Fantastic Day or Evening!
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